Lil Wayne teams up with Kevin Rudolf for a track that will appear on the Southern Smoke mixtape.A couple different versions of this track have leaked, but this is the one that you?re looking for.

Lil Wayne verse 1:Un, straight off the batI come straight off my back with a gun like I?m in IraqAnd in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crack ?emAnd snap back and battle my own shadow cus ya?ll wack and all thatBullshit ya talkin startin to get funkyToss me the chunky, I?ma brew these punkiesStir I?m from the block but you don?t pass like a flunkyWe make a bitch a mule and everybody act a donkeyYes, I want you to come around here with that plan boyI?ll shoot this mutherfucker til I burn my hand boyBust up in the court and shoot the witness on the stand boyThis is my game ask everybody in the stands boyI?m all red I?m on fire like a ant pileThey put the clamp down if I put the stamp downYou get the stampede, I make blood bleedYou suck dick, I succeedYeah, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastesSo I?ma spit in ya faceKevin

Lil Wayne verse 2 :If this is a race I ain?t goin? for no pace I am goin? for your placeBow ya home, how ya gon?Fuck with me if I ain?t fuckin? around2 eyes to the sky, 10 toes touchin? the groundBitch nigga I am not your homeboyWe are not from the same home boyMy Nina Baker bring your joyI?ll destroy who ya employI shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones RoyY?all so backwards, I don?t do Backwoods, I?ma swisher man8 in the mornin? you bouta get found by a fishermanYeaa, You guys is bitches, little girlsAnd Mr. Smith & Wesson wanna kiss ya pussy pearlTongue kiss an angel and spit fire at the devilAnd I do whatever for the root of all evilGold, silver, bronze, no try the black medalTurn yo mutherfuckin? flowers to feathers now fly to heavenKevin!

Lil Wayne verse 3 :And crazy?s what they callin? me, but crazy isn?t hardly what I amTry creatively retarded or amazingly rewardedAin?t no faith in me the hardest never crack, I?m crackI?m dope in Reynolds Wrap, now let?s just hope you get it backLet?s just hope that you get itAnd if I have anything to do with it, mutherfucker I did itYeah, Young Tune, gorilla monsoonMr. Martian will hang your ass from the moonCause you don?t get sun, you just get it soonTurn your I.D. to a tombGoons are us, the foods for usWe eat with our hands, no fork and spoon for usWe will take the knives, and we will take the wivesAnd we won?t take the jewelry but we will take the livesYeah